Ring Game [Unlimited]

Chapter 87 Mr. Fu, we meet again

"Fu Xing, you run first!! Leave me alone!!"

"Fu Xing, come here and let Dad hug you."

"Don't be afraid, with me here, you won't let you get hurt."

"You're so good, Fu Xing."

"Don't look back."

——Yu Mingzhi! ! !

With a muffled sound of "dong", Fu Xing rolled out of bed together with the quilt.

His back was covered with cold sweat, and the white hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat.

He gasped heavily, as if he hadn't recovered from the dream just now.

This dream has been going on for three consecutive days since he released the dungeon.

No matter how hard he tried in the dream, he still couldn't see his face clearly, leaving only Yu Mingzhi's voice.

Knowing that now he doesn't know whether Yu Mingzhi is alive or dead.

In fact, they have already completed the basic task.

The final sealing of the coffin was done by the two together, and Yu Mingzhi could obviously come out...

This dungeon is really strange. In fact, Fu Xing has not figured it out until now.

In the end, what kind of identity does that child exist in?

In short, it was a dungeon... Surviving, even the "ruffian boss" was surprised. He thought that a rookie like Fu Xing would cool down very quickly, but he knew that it would not take two days.. ...and it came out.

And it was the first in the game to complete it.

In the words of "Ruffian Boss", "Fu Bao, you are simply the one with the best score in the history of ring games! It is said that a new leaderboard will be released in the next quarter, and a comprehensive score is required. Two dungeons come up with such a score. Results...you are better than Fu Xing back then!"

Fu Xing was dying because of this copy of "Ouroboros". Although he didn't know much about the game, he followed the boss all the time, but the boss...

The more he thought about it, the more annoying he felt that Yu Mingzhi died for him because he wanted to deal with the aftermath.

Originally, Fu Xing was a sensitive person, because of this matter, he was depressed, and in the dungeon, he was always swearing at others, although the other party sometimes spoke badly, but he was really protecting him of.

He didn't have points, so he dragged him away, took his own points, dipped in the cheap vending machines, and barely scraped together two or three days of rations.

Fearing that something might happen to me, I used the battery to exchange for other points of the players on the same team.

He lost his ID card, and he helped to find it back, and it was that time that he saw that Yu Mingzhi was a ruthless man with thorns.

Almost every time I was afraid or collapsed, this man could detect it in a timely manner, or tease him indifferently, or hold his hand in time, or hug him...

The more Fu Xing thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.

The guilt buff is directly stacked.

Looking up, he saw the unfinished "portrait" in the corner of the room, and his violent temper immediately came up.

"Damn it, I'm going to have trouble with your surname Yu for the rest of my life, right?!" Fu Xing picked up his paintbrush and sat for an entire afternoon.

Finish with the hair strands and highlights.

When writing, the sky outside was completely dark.

After working for a long time, his waist began to hurt again. This is an old problem of painting all the year round. Otherwise, he is a young and masculine guy. How could he have lumbar muscle strain at the age of 20?

He was so fascinated by the painting that he didn't even have time to eat lunch. Fu Xing was also lazy and went out without changing his clothes.

The white cotton T has dots of paint on it, but fortunately, it is clean in my hand, and I went out after taking the key.

At this point, the small shops on the street are basically closed, except for the burrito shop of Granny Tina next door that is still lit.

This mother-in-law opened the shop very casually, opening and closing the door depends on her mood.

It can be considered that he was lucky to meet his mother-in-law's one of the few nighttime routines.

After a little pleasantries, the mother-in-law asked, "Have you encountered any troubles recently, and locked yourself in the house for two or three days in a row, and didn't even turn on the lights at night."

"I encountered a small problem in painting, and now it has been resolved." Fu Xing felt warm in his heart, and even suspected that it was because his mother-in-law felt that he was not eating well and was worried about him, so she deliberately stayed open so late, maybe. ..have been waiting for him for days.

Fu Xing began to move himself.

"Come out and see more to get inspiration!" While talking, the mother-in-law handed him the burrito, and made him a cup of green tea, saying that she was paying attention to her body.

Fu Xing was constantly moved, and while being moved, he sighed over and over again about his own charm, that even his elderly mother-in-law took such special care of him... Tsk tsk, sure enough, someone who is too handsome always has something special Treatment.

The taste of the tea was pure, so Fu Xing did not shirk it. Since going abroad, he has rarely had the opportunity to drink a cup of tea in such a quiet way. Unlike China, the streets at night are not brightly lit. Rome, but here is also relatively remote, and the lights outside the window flicker and flicker.

Grandma Tina seemed to be busy with something.

Fu Xing asked casually: "It's so late, are there any guests?"

"Well, it's a blond boy who just called and ordered a burrito."

Fu Xing: ...To sum up, I think too much, so it's not special care.

However, with blond hair and blue eyes, Fu Xing subconsciously reminded him of the man who asked him to customize a "portrait".

"The green tea is from him."

In an instant, Fu Xing felt that the tea was not fragrant when it reached his mouth.

After eating the burritos, Fu Xing was just about to pay when he was illuminated by a bunch of pale and dazzling car lights behind him.

He frowned and glanced at it, and continued to search for the change in his pocket without looking too much.

This mother-in-law usually accepts cash, and Fu Xing also has the habit of bringing change, but this time...

"Mother-in-law, can I pay with my mobile phone? I'm sorry, I...forgot to bring change." Fu Xing was a little embarrassed.

I saw a hand stretched out from behind him, and handed over a 50 euro ticket.

"Paid with this gentleman."

When the old lady saw the handsome guy, her eyes narrowed.

"Thank you, I can..." Return you online?

Before Fu Xinghua finished speaking, he saw that familiar face that couldn't be more familiar. I have to say that this blond foreigner has a really delicate appearance, so delicate that people can't help but look at it while walking on the road. , I thought it was some star.

Both temperament and appearance are perfect and impeccable.

"Mr. Fu, we meet again." Fossey said politely.

Fu Xing stammered back: "What a coincidence."

It's just that there is a familiar smell of smoke on his body. For people who hate cigarettes, the perception of this smell is really too sensitive.

What's more, that smell is exactly the same as that of Yu Mingzhi.

Fu Xing could no longer hold back the doubts in his heart.

"Do you smoke?"

[The author has something to say: hahahahaha happy first day of junior high school~]